Crash And Carnage Novels & Stories

"We have the regular plan, the advanced plan, the luxury plan, and the rocket plan. I do need to let you know that the regular plan uses traditional methods and equipment, meaning that our staff would have to flip the corpse with a hook throughout the entire process, so it might not be the best for the body." That was honestly the one I wanted to pick. Nothing would suit him more than being burned alive while being rotated by a hook! On the off chance that he woke up immediately because of the pain, however, the consequences would be annoying to handle, to say the least, so I gave up. In the end, I tapped at the pamphlet. "Let's go with the rocket plan." I didn't really care about the newes

There's huge bang and the sound of a crash. And then I don't see anything at all.

Most of the classmates had sent snaps. Her eyes widened , her heart skipped a beat as she opened them. " Finally , he got the desire to die." Was the caption of the snap tagging Vedanth. HE MET WITH AN ACCIDENT! He is lying on the bed , just wearing his half-pants . A white bandage tied around his hands. A small scratch on his forehead and bruises all over his body. At the beginning, she thought it's just a Crush but when she realises it's not just a Crush and she had fallen head over heels for him her life turns upside down .

He replied as he drove outside school. "Shit like what?" I asked with my mouth twitched. George glared at me before replying "Shit like drug exchange, fighting and anything you can think of" he replied. "How can you even see or notice that with those dimly lighted colored lights?" I asked as I opened a bottle of coke. "Don't underestimate me" George replied. "I wasn't " I retorted as I gulped the coke. The car entered into a pothole that jerked me and I almost choked as the coke spilled on my blouse. George frowned immediately as he held the steering with one hand and used the other to grab a tissue.

He marched straight down the center of the flooded street, his heavy boots cracking the digital asphalt. He raised the rotary cannon and pulled the trigger. The ensuing destruction was a masterclass in next-generation rendering. The heavy, depleted-uranium rounds tore through the makeshift barricades like paper. The physics engine dynamically shattered the crushed cars, sending a massive plume of simulated fire, smoke, and shrapnel into the air. Through his scope, Ren watched the Scourge NPCs react.

I scream, my voice cracking a bit. The word of endearment just rolling off my tongue with ease. Unplanned. Untimed. Yet all that follows is the bang coming from the front door.

"He isn't wrong." "I don't get it.", he said. "We did that, and it is a good analogy really.", she said. "I still we don't get it.", he said. "We were two particles floating around. Lost in the dark. We crashed into each other by chance. That changed everything for both of us.", she said. "Now I get it.", He said with a smile. As he lifted his beer and she her glass of wine, "Let's crash some more for a while." "Mike!", she exclaimed, and he kissed her.

For six years, i sat behind closed doors, hidden in the darkness, observing, plotting, and preparing myself to exert vengeance on those who took everything away from me. For six years, I watched them have a happy life when they destroyed mine. According to my name 'Ares' which meant 'God of war', I was willing to go to the end of the earth to bring war, and destruction upon those who took my life away from me. Coming to Phoenix-Crest High was part of a perfectly curated plan that was made from the very beginning. Where else would be a perfect place to begin to exert my revenge if not from the place that the most gruesome betrayal happened.

He staggers from the force, his grip on her loosening, and she coughs as she falls to the ground while he turns to me with red eyes burning with rage. "You–" he seethes as he starts to approach me and I bump my head into his, hissing at the pain that courses through my body, but it’s worth it because Sam loses his feet as he holds his head. "Oh, you’re going to fucking regret that. I’ll fucking kill–"

My eyes were met with a horrific scene. My eyes trace Parker's body as he crashes onto the roof of a nearby car, the impact sending shockwaves through the vehicle. The car's metal roof caved in with a loud, "CRUNCH," the sound echoing through the air. The windshield shattered, spraying glass shards everywhere, as the car's alarm system began to wail. The car's roof sagged, the metal groaning in protest, "GROAN-CREAK," as Parker's body slid off, leaving a trail of destruction on his body part. **********